歌词。。。不要审我,阿门。 Two Receivers : Krill edible oceans at their feet A troublesome troop out on safari a lullaby holds their drones in sleep For tatteling clearly indiscreet Five fallible flags in hybersonic Are told to stay nearly out of reach And in space / two receivers turn away Just in case / two receivers turn away To displace / two receivers turn away And in space... Submissions in outer regions pleased A gathering of teens in old sargasso who's mission is to fall flat at their feet While sat on a sparsely crowded beach Marine noticed change in perfect timing A widow to all but her pastiche And in space / two receivers turn away. Just in case /two receivers turn away. To displace / two receivers turn away. & in space... Eternal flow strings to your bow Roam through the globe Eternal flow strings to your bow Roam through the globe
Atlantis To Interzone : Good thieves of burning cars encirle poisend rivers minds and hearts. Horses want to dance but find their wings are damaged : water damaged Gold is selling well but hurry mighty ocean rising fast A big man with a Plan has got a storm a coming : From Atlantis to INterzone You start at the end and you end on your own. From Atlantis to INterzone You start at the edge and you end on the throne. Yer dead man half alive who hangs from helping numbers 1.2.5. His ears pricked with their knife hears that the east are coming west are coming From Gravity's Rainbow ; the axis here is still unknown The children's faces glow. The wasteland guides them : wasteland guides them
Golden Skans : Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget our future plans. Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand. Set sail from sense, bring all her young. Set sail from where we once begun. While we wait, while we wait. A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone. Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young. Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget our future plans. Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand. We sailed from sense, brought all our young. We sailed from where we once begun. While we wait, while we wait. A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone. Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young. Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget our future plans. Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand
Totem On The Timeline : At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar, Lady Diana and Mother Theresa. At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar, Lady Diana and Mother Theresa. Signs, you know i see them all the time. Time: Just a fraction of a sign. Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline. Unwelcome foreign hands, are very hard to find. And hangman also die, in famagusta's hive. Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline. Unwelcome foreign hands, are very hard to find. And hangman also die, in famagusta's hive.
As Above So Below : Sailing silver waves, trough the skies and round your eyes And in the pockets ot the tide a meeting place by night Sequin covered swans, that are used to make their own mosaic's A ceremony comes: An exponential fate The dance of the cosmos shows The stitches of space that slowly come and go The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below A whiporwhill will in flight, turns east towards westphalia Insearch of lost time, with the magic of true light Tone zodiac in tune, with the fossils of our themepark And falling from the seams, is a steeple swarmed light The dance of the cosmos shows The stitches of space that slowla come and go The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below Galloping galloping beams faster... Joining together and still faster... Onwards past never and still faster... Always past never and still faster...
Forgotten Works : The tomb crew bring sugar oil We'll meet at the mirrored statue Margaret my girl, standing on air That is my name. That is my name. Light the bridges with the lantern, you know somethings going to happen (x2) The tomb crew bring sugar oil We'll meet at the mirrored statue Margaret my girl, Standing on air That is my name. That is my name. Ideath Light the bridges with the lantern, you know somethings going to happen (x4) Tigers: in-boil :forgotten works
Magick : Magick, without tears Magick, without tears Magick, without tears The magick-al vaneer The way to mother noose The way to suck an egg The way to golden dawn The way to Koh Phangan The glitter on the snow the place to always go Do what you will Do what you will
It's Not Over Yet : Oooh.... I'll live for you I'd die for you Do what you want me to I'll cry for you My tears will show That I can't let you go It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Don't let me down Don't make a sound Don't throw it all away Remember me So tenderly Don't let it slip away It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Ooooh... Yeahh... I'll live for you I'd die for you Do what you want me to I'll cry for you My tears will show That I can't let you go It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you (Yeahh)